"Murdering is the point of the arena," says Momoko, but it's a weak retort. She's seen the footage too, watched some of it live, so she can't fault Tony's logic there. "But," she continues reluctantly. "Tate might be...more than just trying to survive." She shrugs, trying for flippant and missing the mark. "I don't leave training early just because I don't like fighting."

She hesitates, debating with herself for a long moment, but this is the first time she's had a chance at an alliance where she can actually bring something to the table. She takes a step closer to Tony, lowering her voice. "I don't like him. He's too much like the people here. But I do watch him train. I have an idea of his strategies." This is possibly an exaggeration. Most of what Momoko's actually caught sight of is generic combat/survival training much like her own, but still. "If you're really interested in some sort of alliance and you're not just talking for the sake of talking."

She takes a step back and gestures at the elevators. "I need to change, before anything else." She wrinkles her nose. "At least the uniforms at school I never had to wear for more than an hour."